Once she realized this possibility, she found that all the irrational things about her time with Iserine instantly became reasonable.
If Iserine could hold her under perpetual house arrest, if at this moment, the Vesa Kingdom launched a war, and if she could not sacrifice herself to summon the final Demon God to come to the world to save the Demon Race, then it was not impossible for the Demon Race nation to fall.
Could it really be like this?
Is this the truth behind Iserine being with her, her forgiving her Demon identity, her willingness to abandon the nobility of a Saintess, and her not hesitating to break taboos to fall in love with her?
Is this the truth behind this sweet and beautiful relationship?
Mo Wan shook her head.
She did not believe it.
This was just an absurd conjecture.
How could her dear sister Serine lie to her?
How could her gentle sister Serine have the heart to hurt her?
Mo Wan took a step forward.
She believed that if her heart was not sincere, if she was not genuine, she would not have obtained Iserine’s true love.
So she would not doubt Iserine; she would treat these thoughts as nothing more than a fleeting, absurd nightmare.
Returning home.
Mo Wan indeed saw Iserine waiting for her at home.
Mo Wan closed the door, and without a moment’s hesitation, threw herself into Iserine’s embrace.
“Sister Serine.”
Mo Wan felt very guilty.
She found that she could not forget that terrible conjecture; if only she hadn’t let her mind wander, if only Redael hadn’t appeared.
“Just now on the street, I ran into an acquaintance.”
“Who was it?”
“If I tell you, promise you won’t doubt me, okay?”
“Okay.”
“I met my cousin, she… came from far away from the homeland of the Demons to find me and take me back.”
Iserine gently stroked the long hair behind Mo Wan’s back, her chin gently rubbing against Mo Wan’s ear.
She did not pursue the details, but just whispered affectionately in Mo Wan’s ear.
“You have already made your choice, haven’t you?”
“Mm.”
“If you feel that the affairs of the Demons are hard for you to tell me, I won’t force you to say it.
I know you made a choice, just know that you chose me.”
“I want to tell you, I will tell you everything, Sister Serine.”
Iserine actually knew everything.
She understood the Demons even deeper than Mo Wan.
That cousin of Mo Wan’s was also deliberately invited to the Holy City by her.
She used the excuse of being a merchant, saying she needed an investment and was desperately seeking the other party’s sponsorship.
She also mentioned she could use her connections to help the other party find her relative.
Redael naturally would not let go of any opportunity to find Mo Wan, and immediately agreed to speak with her first.
She had let Redael wait earlier in this tea house, and had told her to pay attention to the entrance.
Then, she would bring the princess and Mo Wan there, letting Redael notice that familiar figure in secret.
Redael’s chance encounter with Mo Wan was merely a predetermined event meticulously planned by Iserine.
However, Iserine still patiently listened to Mo Wan’s pouring out of her heart, which was identical to what she already knew.
Mo Wan had held nothing back from her; Mo Wan had given all her sincerity to her.
“Going back won’t change anything. For a banished princess to return home, what awaits her will not be salutes and hymns, but shackles and judgment.”
Iserine comforted Mo Wan, bit by bit suppressing the guilt for the Demons in Mo Wan’s heart.
“You are right, Sister Serine. They banished me forever. The Demons causing today’s situation cannot be blamed on me, and I no longer have the responsibility to save them.”
Iserine raised her hand, cupping Mo Wan’s face.
She gazed deeply at Mo Wan.
“But you can still prevent an unwarranted disaster for the Demons within your capabilities. We are going to stop the Vesa King’s plan. For the Vesa people, for your Demon subjects, and for the peace of the world, you and I can both still exert some meager efforts.”
“Mm!”
Mo Wan’s eyes filled with hot tears.
How could such a holy and kind Sister Serine be a butcher pushing for war?
She was truly foolish; how could she have speculated about Iserine with the worst malice?
“Sister Serine, the princess is worried about how to infiltrate the base. Do you… know a magic that can achieve absolute concealment of one’s body, so that the guard soldiers in the base do not discover us?”
“Let me think…”
Iserine smiled helplessly, “Even if I did, Krol wouldn’t be able to learn it in a short time. Letting Krol take on the task of destroying the boundary gate alone is indeed too difficult for her. I will go to Krol in the afternoon to understand the distribution of guards in the monster base, and we will analyze how to infiltrate it together.”
“Alright…”
Iserine wiped away the tears at the corner of Mo Wan’s eyes with her thumb.
“Rest assured, Krol will definitely succeed.”
“Sister Serine, I am a bit scared, what if we fail? What if the princess is captured just as she infiltrates the base?”
“It won’t happen. Before me, plans never fail. You must believe me, Mo Wan. You, I, and Krol will all be able to retreat safely in the end.”
“I believe you, Sister Serine. I believe you can do it.”
Mo Wan held Iserine tightly.
For her, Iserine was the only life-saving straw in her life.
She believed whatever Iserine said.
Even if Iserine told her that Iserine would destroy the entire Demon Empire and erase the existence of the Demons from this continent, she would believe it.
Mo Wan was startled by her own sudden thought.
Her arms, which were circling Iserine’s waist, tightened further.
She shouldn’t think that way.
But Iserine was too powerful in her eyes, too omnipotent.
Mo Wan unavoidably imagined the possibility that she was most unwilling to face in the depths of her heart.
The more she resisted, the stronger the thought became.
“By the way, Mo Wan, I haven’t given you a flower today.”
Iserine did not push Mo Wan away.
She reached to her side, and Mo Wan also turned her head to watch Iserine conjure a yellow tulip from her space ring.
The sorrow on Mo Wan’s brow finally dissipated.
She pouted and smiled sweetly.
“Thank you, Sister Serine.”
“Let’s preserve the flower well, just like yesterday, okay?”
“Okay.”
Only then did Iserine break free slightly from Mo Wan’s restraint, holding Mo Wan’s hand and leading her back to the room.
The two of them found another bottle to put the tulip in, and Iserine used yesterday’s magic to freeze the fresh, vibrant appearance of the tulip.
“Let’s eat lunch together, then you rest well at home. I will go talk to the princess in the afternoon.”
“Mm.”
Mo Wan obediently accepted Iserine’s arrangements.
After lunch, Iserine told the reluctant Mo Wan goodbye for the evening and left Mo Wan’s house.
Iserine noticed the unease in Mo Wan’s eyes and brows.
On the way back to the church, Iserine reflected on every step she had taken in her plan so far.
Very soon.
Iserine found a tiny loophole in it.
Mo Wan’s trust in her had always been built upon her words; Mo Wan had never personally witnessed any major event she had done that was worthy of trust.
This was the biggest hidden danger in Mo Wan’s trust collapsing.
But it didn’t matter.
The meticulous Saintess had already paved the way ahead.
Next, Mo Wan would witness her dearest Sister Serine bring the peace she most desired to the two countries.
Iserine did not go to Krol.
Because she had already secretly eliminated hidden dangers for Krol.
It only required the Second Prince to divert the First Prince, and the monster research base would be equivalent to an empty city.
She was waiting in the church for a distinguished guest.
A distinguished guest from far away from the coastal border of Vesa.
“Saintess, sorry to disturb you.”
The blue-haired girl, guided by the nun Shirley, arrived at Iserine’s office.
Rosa had traveled day and night for three days to reach the Holy City.
After a month and a half, she finally saw the holy and solemn white-robed Saintess in the church again.
“Rosa, you have clearly returned to your homeland and promised me not to set foot on the knight’s path again. Why have you returned to the Holy City Church? Do you want to take initiative in admitting guilt?”
“No, Saintess. I… I just… wanted to ask, why does the Church need my staff? That staff accompanied me for five years and helped me through countless life-and-death crises. It means a lot to me.”
Rosa lowered her head, not daring to look Iserine in the eye.
She did not know how to bring up the question she truly cared about in her heart, so she could only use her staff as a starting point.